As it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulcher.@Matthew 28:1
Eliza E. Hewitt

Eli­za E. Hew­itt, 1909.

Will­iam A. Post (🔊 pdf nwc).

Coming to the garden at the breaking of the day,
Loving friends of Jesus found the stone was rolled away,
Knowing not the meaning of the Savior’s empty tomb,
Seeing not the lesson in the lily’s bloom.


Bloom, lilies, bloom, by the risen Savior’s tomb,
He is risen, hallelujah! Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Light immortal, hallelujah, scatters all the gloom.

Coming to the garden, weeping Mary sought her Lord,
And His tender greeting was her wonderful reward;
So we come to meet Him in our Father’s house of prayer,
Glowing now with beauty, like a garden fair.


Coming to the garden, when this earthly life shall end,
When to bowers of glory all His ransomed shall ascend,
We shall sing together in the glad, unfading light,
Praise to our Redeemer, honor, power and might.